There's a big problem with dreams in this world.

The young knight, Salo, who had once sparred with her in swordsmanship and ultimately lost to her, was someone Lu Qing had witnessed the death of His Holiness the Pope with. She never expected to see him here, especially in this way.

"Do you know him?" Jaeger asked, somewhat surprised.

It's quite normal for a princess from the capital to know a knight from the capital, but the fact that the knight turned into a vengeful spirit and they meet again fifty years later is a bit too much of a coincidence.

"I know him," Lu Qing nodded lightly.

"Well... in that case, I won't disturb your reminiscing. I'll go back and study the flesh giants first." Jaegers slowly stood up and walked out of the building.

He was only there to guide the way, and now that he had finished, it was time for him to go back.

As for the location of the train station and the repair of the train engine, let's wait until Her Highness has finished her business before discussing those.

"Phew... Is it a coincidence...? Not necessarily." Lu Qing let out a long breath, looked at the text on the dream message, and shook her head.

Coincidences aren't always coincidences; they could be part of a carefully orchestrated script. If the person orchestrating the script is far beyond the imagination of ordinary beings, then the script's title will likely be changed to something even more appealing.

The gears of fate may have been slowly turning from the moment she transmigrated here.

Lu Qing didn't know why she was thinking about these things. She slowly took out a wooden board that had been prepared beforehand from her bosom, recalled the face of the Knight of Salo, and began to carve it.

"This is the mask I'm giving you. May your soul rest in peace..." Lu Qing paused, recalling the rotting sacred tree and the Old King's Knights who remained loyal to their orders even in death.

"May your soul rest in the kingdom's homeland," she said.

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Chapter 575: Aerial Jump

"clang!"

The Altaïr sword, imbued with spiritual power, collided with the brass-colored metal tower shield, sending sparks flying. The sharp Altaïr sword immediately left a scratch on the surface of the metal tower shield.

【Elf Blade】

Dark spiritual energy flowed through the blade of the Altaïr sword. Lu Qing was somewhat surprised that her sneak attack had failed. She raised the Altaïr sword with both hands and thrust it straight at the neck of the Saro knight!

Taking a slight step back, the Knight of Salo raised his head slightly, using the armor on his chin to deflect Lu Qing's thrusting attack. Then, he quickly turned around and swung his sword at Lu Qing instead of retreating.

"Hmm?" Lu Qing looked at the Knight Salo with some surprise. In her memory, the other party's swordsmanship should not be this good.

Without any intention of dodging, Lu Qing raised her left hand and used the silver-gray evening breeze to block the attack, then kicked at the stomach of the Salo Knight.

"boom!!"

With tremendous force from her legs, Lu Qing kicked the Salo Knight backward. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent lost his balance, Lu Qing raised the Altaïr Sword and slashed horizontally at the Salo Knight's neck.

A heavy metallic clang rang out as the Knight of Salo steadied himself at the last moment, using his shield to block Lu Qing's attack. A unique power clung to the shield in his hand, even deflecting Altaïr's sword!

The Knight of Salo took a sudden step forward, his heavy metal tower shield slamming into Lu Qing's chest. Dark red void power clung to the longsword in his hand, and a massive sword light swept across!

Lu Qing dodged in time, but a small cut was still left on her cheek. After thinking for a moment, Lu Qing poured a large amount of spiritual power into the Altaïr Sword and, imitating the action of the Saro Knight, swept it out at high speed.

【Elf Blade】

[Charging Up for a Strike]

The massive, dark red sword light cleaved through the Knight of Salo's shield, leaving a deep wound on his chest. However, beneath the wound, there was no trace of human tissue, only a deep crimson expanse.

With a single sword stroke, Lu Qing severed the neck of the Saro Knight, then slowly sheathed the Altaïr Sword and took out the mask she had just carved.

A wisp of pale red light flowed from the gradually disintegrating body of the Knight of Salo and slowly gathered on the mask in Lu Qing's hand, giving the mask a sinister look out of nowhere.

This was inspired by the Spirit Frog Mask that Lu Qing had obtained before. It would not seal the soul of the vengeful spirit in the mask, but would only absorb a portion of its power.

She did this for two reasons: first, to complete a secondary objective in the dream world; and second, because of her identity as a psychic, she couldn't bury the deceased vengeful spirits, but at least, according to tradition and custom, she could carve a wooden mask to send them off.

The Face of Loyalty

For a kingdom, the most important thing is not bravery in battle, but unwavering loyalty.

Development progress: 100%

[Unyielding Spirit: Reduces pain by 50% and absorbs some of the damage you receive after use.]

[Magic Element +400]

[Soul +800]

"Loyalty..."

Shaking her head, Lu Qing put the mask on and then looked at Ling, saying, "Ling, I want to learn a new skill!"

The azure skill panel unfolded, and Lu Qing looked at her magic power before learning the purple-quality skill [Aerial Jump].

The next moment, a large amount of knowledge about how to use spiritual power to jump in the air flooded into her mind. After digesting it for a long time, Lu Qing finally turned off the skill panel in front of her.

"call......"

With a light push of her feet, Lu Qing leaped up from the ground, then released her spiritual energy from her feet and stomped hard in mid-air.

A miraculous scene unfolded; it was as if she had actually stepped on something in mid-air, and her figure flew rapidly upwards.

Lu Qing released a large amount of spiritual power from her feet, forming a temporary floor in the air. Standing on this "floor", she actually floated in the air.

Suddenly, Lu Qing's legs went weak, and the barrier beneath her feet disappeared into thin air. She fell to the ground, her face looking somewhat pale.

Powerful skill effects often come at a price, and the spiritual energy consumed by using the [Aerial Jump] skill far exceeded Lu Qing's imagination.

Simply jumping continuously in the air is fine; Lu Qing can withstand that kind of energy consumption. However, if she wants to levitate in the air, the amount of spiritual energy required is terrifying.

"Oh, are you alright?" Ling asked, floating worriedly beside Lu Qing.

"It's nothing, I just accidentally used up all my spiritual energy. Let's go back first." Standing up again, Lu Qing looked at Ling Dao.

"Okay, let's go back first."

Following the direction they had come from, the two headed towards the city gate where Yegos was located.

They didn't encounter any powerful creatures along the way, only some weak skeletons and rotting corpses that reeked of decay. As for the Old King's Knights, they had probably all disappeared after the Saro Knights were wiped out.

The vengeful spirit of the Salo Knight is not weak; it's just that Lu Qing is too strong now. Even the vengeful spirit of the Myron Knight is no match for her, so how could the Salo Knight possibly defeat her?

However, there are some surprising aspects to the Knight of Salo, such as... his swordsmanship is much better than when he was alive?

Back at the walls of the old capital, Lu Qing found Yeges dismembering the flesh giant's corpse. He was carefully observing the flesh giant's body with his Void-infected eye, unaware that she and Ling had returned.

After thinking it over, Lu Qing decided not to disturb him for the time being. She and Ling found a relatively safe place and injected the newly acquired 800 souls into the Insect Hunter's Mask.

[Insect Hunter Mask]

[A shocking experiment, an unspeakable encounter—the insect hunter's lifelong search finally yields a glimpse.]

Development progress: 44%-69%

A familiar feeling washed over her, and Lu Qing slowly closed her eyes, entering Charles's world of memories.

......

"Charle, from today onwards you are my little brother." A young man who looked to be eleven or twelve years old stood beside Charles's hospital bed and said to Charles.

Mads Gordon, the son of the hunter who saved Charles, may appear composed, but his true character...

"Actually, I had thought about having someone else to play with before, but I would prefer a sister to a brother," Gordon said.

"Why?" Charles asked, somewhat puzzled, even though he thought girls were quite difficult to deal with.

"Those biographies all say the protagonist's sister is super cute," Gordon said without hesitation, revealing his thoughts.

"hehe......"

"You know it too, it's all fake, there's no such thing as a good sister." Charles rolled his eyes inwardly, but considering that the other party was the son of his benefactor, he didn't say what he was thinking, but just chuckled softly.

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Chapter 576: The Truth

“Charle, tomorrow you’ll be going out with me to train in hunting. How does it sound? Excited?” Mads Gordon came to Charles’ side, gently putting his arm around Charles’ neck, and chuckled.

"Don't worry, with an experienced person like me guiding you tomorrow, there definitely won't be any problems."

“Hunting…” Charles’s expression was somewhat strange.

Since escaping from the Guiji Sect's laboratory, he has discovered that he has gained a strange ability. Unlike the blessing of the sacred tree, this ability is more like a very unique... combat technique.

Well, this can't really be considered a combat skill.

Charles looked up and his gaze met that of a spider in the upper right corner of the room.

"What are you worried about?" The jet-black spider noticed Charles's gaze and retorted without hesitation.

“It’s nothing…” Charles’s expression became even stranger.

He discovered that he could communicate with any animal, even insects. The spider had already talked to him yesterday, so it wasn't afraid of him.

"Hey, why are there spiders in your room? Do you want me to clean it for you?" Gordon noticed Charles's gaze and looked at the spider web in the corner of the room.

"No," Charles quickly stopped Gordon, saying, "Let him stay here. Every life is precious."

Gordon looked at Charles with some surprise, but seeing the other's serious expression, he thought for a moment and decided to listen to him, saying, "Okay, I didn't expect you to be so kind, Charles."

"But you're going to be a hunter later. If you can't even bear to kill a spider, how will you hunt other animals?"

“Hmm…” Charles gave Gordon a vague reply, without saying anything more.

The next day, Gordon's father, the old hunter, took Charles and Gordon to the cold snow.

He taught Charles how to set traps and how choosing the location of a trap affects its success rate in catching prey.

Charles studied very hard because he didn't want to let down his benefactor's teachings. To his surprise, on the first day, the traps he set failed to catch a single prey.

It was a pure white little creature, its bright black eyes gazing pitifully at Charles. Fear, apprehension, and anxiety were constantly being conveyed from the snow rabbit's eyes into the depths of its heart.

This made Charles recall the days when he was used as a test subject by the Church of Nirvana. Back then, he was just like that, fearful and helpless, not knowing when he would be chosen as a test subject and die on that cold testing table.

He carefully released the trap and returned the snow hare he had caught to the forest. Naturally, he caught nothing that day.

Charles did not hide this from Gordon's father, the hunter who adopted him, and told him about his ability to sense animal emotions and thoughts.

"I'm sorry, I may not be suited to be a hunter," Char said, looking somewhat dejected.

Besides frustration, he also felt a tinge of fear. Without the ability to hunt, what meaning did he have for living in this family? If not, would he leave?

"It's just a snow hare, let it go."